Anna Carolina, Carol.
Protótipo de gente.
Futura grande arquiteta (ou algo assim).

"Apparently, there’s this kind of songbird that thinks it dies everytime the sun goes down. So in the morning, when it wakes up, it’s totally shocked to still be alive, so it sings this beautiful song"

- Restless

"You may tire of me as our December sun is setting
‘Cause I’m not who I used to be"

- Death Cab